This world

As i look out my window,
and i walk down the street,
i see the depressing shadows,
as sad people fall from there feet.

bulimic preteens,
starving kids,
the worlds unseen,
people making bids.

what this world coming to,
where no one is happy,
no one know what to do,
nothing good to see.

people popping pills,
getting high at school,
there brains getting drilled,
makes them feel like a fools.

now that the worlds is lost,
theres no good left,
no believing in the cross,
is this how you want it to end?